Sheets covered the furniture, and closed drapes adorned the windows. So hard to see anything in the shadows. She bit her lip, sneaking to the curtains. Would she find him behind them?
No.
Behind the couch? She hovered to the sofa and peeked around the back.
Again, no Theodore.
A jingle of keys at the door made her drift to the knob. At her shoulder, her brother appeared. “Was that you?”
She shook her head.
A push of the door revealed two children.
“Humans!” Anastasia and Theodore screamed, running away.